"These people nowadays are truly accustomed to arrogance," Li Xuan sighed helplessly, listening to Xiu Wu's words. In the next moment, Astonishment appeared. Accompanied by a flash of sword light, the heads of Xiu Wu and the other three were severed. Li Xuan waved his hand, collected the spatial rings of the four, and then turned to leave.
Although the four were all peak Martial God realm experts, Li Xuan was no longer the A'Meng of the past. Below the Saint realm, no one could withstand a single sword from Li Xuan.
Five minutes after Li Xuan left, a figure suddenly appeared. The man glanced at the corpses of Xiu Wu and the other three, then beckoned and collected them. He then formed a hand seal, and a light screen immediately appeared.
In the next instant, the scene of Li Xuan and Xiu Wu and the other three appeared in the light screen. Seeing Li Xuan kill Xiu Wu and the other three with a single sword, the man's expression slightly condensed. After a moment of silence, the man turned and left.
A few minutes later, figures arrived at the cold pool.
"The fluctuation just now indicated that at least an immortal artifact-grade spiritual weapon was born. But with the combat aura here, that person has likely already left," a man in red robes said in a deep voice.
"This person's strength has at least reached the half-saint level, otherwise, the battle would not have ended so quickly. If we faced him alone, I fear none of us would be his opponent," another man said upon hearing this.
"Forget it. Since the treasure here has already been obtained, and the person's strength is so formidable, I don't think we need to waste any more time here," a woman said, taking a deep breath.
Everyone nodded in agreement, and within ten breaths, dozens of figures vanished. The cold pool, once again, regained its tranquility.
Meanwhile, Li Xuan had already traveled dozens of miles away from the cold pool. The Quanspring Mountain Range was a place for treasure hunting, and Li Xuan naturally wouldn't waste his time. Furthermore, according to Xuan Ye's account, the time in the Divine Burial Land was only two years. If he exceeded this time, Li Xuan would have no choice but to leave.
After all, Li Xuan had never intended to stay in the Divine Burial Land for a hundred years. Regardless of his own reasons or the presence of Yue Fuyao, Li Xuan would absolutely not waste a hundred years in this Divine Burial Land.
Soon, guided by the Heavenly Dao Brush, Li Xuan continued to collect spiritual weapons that had not been found by the prodigies and experts from other worlds. In just five days, Li Xuan had gathered more than ten Heaven-grade spiritual weapons. Although there were no spiritual swords, it was still a considerable gain.
Little did Li Xuan know that Wang Pangzi was currently in grave danger. It could be said that Wang Pangzi was simply unlucky. Just as he had obtained an immortal artifact-grade spiritual weapon, nine figures appeared around him. Moreover, the moment they engaged in combat, Wang Pangzi was heavily injured.
"Kill him directly!" a purple-robed man said with a hint of impatience in his eyes as he looked at Wang Pangzi.
In the next instant, the other eight figures shot out. This time, each of them held a spiritual weapon. Terrifying auras surged into the clouds, making the area within a hundred-mile radius like a forbidden zone.
Seeing this, Wang Pangzi let out a tragic laugh, then, without hesitation, crushed the communication stone given to him by Li Xuan.
"Hm?" Li Xuan's heart stirred, and his figure instantly moved, speeding towards Wang Pangzi's location. Although Li Xuan didn't know what danger Wang Pangzi had encountered, since Wang Pangzi had sent a message, it must be a life-threatening crisis. Li Xuan had promised to look after Wang Pangzi back then, and he naturally wouldn't hesitate now.
"Brother Li, if you don't hurry, my little life will be over." Wang Pangzi frantically activated the Immovable Wisdom King divine ability, forming a barrier of defense around his body, his lips bleeding crimson.
"A defensive divine ability, truly extraordinary!" The purple-robed man's eyes flashed with a hint of fervor, then he said, "However, all of this will soon be mine!"
As the purple-robed man finished speaking, the eight figures simultaneously formed hand seals. Instantly, rolling red clouds, like descending demons, surged towards Wang Pangzi. Seeing this, Wang Pangzi's expression changed drastically. How could he withstand the combined attack of nine people?
"It seems fate is against me," a hint of unwillingness flashed in Wang Pangzi's eyes, and he slowly closed them.
*Pfft!*
As ten breaths passed, Wang Pangzi felt nothing happening to him. He opened his eyes and saw a figure standing directly in front of him. It was Li Xuan. The combined assault of the nine people, including the purple-robed man, had now completely vanished.
"Brother Li!" Wang Pangzi exclaimed with joy, and the Immovable Wisdom King's defense was also withdrawn. Wang Pangzi had absolute faith in Li Xuan's strength. If the purple-robed man hadn't been a half-saint among these nine, Wang Pangzi wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.
Although the other eight were peak Martial God realm experts, their interference forced Wang Pangzi to split his attention. Over time, Wang Pangzi naturally fell into a disadvantage. A battle between half-saints was a matter of extreme precision; even a slight disadvantage could be fatal.
"Half-saint... and eight peak Martial God realm experts. Brother Wang, who have you offended?" Li Xuan glanced at the nine people, including the purple-robed man, and then looked at Wang Pangzi with a smile.
Wang Pangzi let out a wry smile and said, "Brother Li, can you hold off these eight for a while?"
Wang Pangzi did not fear the purple-robed man. Both were half-saints, and the outcome of their duel was uncertain. As long as Li Xuan could tie down the other eight, Wang Pangzi could fight the purple-robed man with all his might.
Li Xuan nodded slightly after glancing at the eight peak Martial God realm experts, under Wang Pangzi's gaze. In the next moment, Li Xuan's left hand moved. Wang Pangzi, who was closest to Li Xuan, saw his pupils contract sharply. In less than ten breaths, Li Xuan had unleashed eight sword energies.
Wang Pangzi was greatly shaken; those sword energies made him feel threatened.
*Pfft!*
A series of piercing sounds rang out, and to the shock of the purple-robed man, the eight peak Martial God realm experts all fell with their heads severed. The entire process was silent.
"Who are you!" the purple-robed man panicked. Although Li Xuan's apparent strength was only at the early Martial God realm, he could kill eight peak Martial God realm experts with a single sword. Such an existence completely shattered the purple-robed man's worldview.
Li Xuan ignored the purple-robed man's question and looked at Wang Pangzi, saying, "Brother Wang, he's yours now."
Wang Pangzi snapped back to his senses, his gaze fell on the purple-robed man, and he let out a sinister grin. The humiliation he had just suffered could finally be vented. In the next moment, Wang Pangzi shot towards the purple-robed man.
Seeing this, the purple-robed man's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Li Xuan again, then moved and turned to flee, disappearing instantly.
Wang Pangzi and Li Xuan exchanged a glance, both stunned.
This purple-robed man had actually run away!